Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1887-05-04
ZONE OF THE UNWRlTTEN."
BY MINIMUM.

Bessie is pretty little thing" said
Mr.. Searle, standing In the bay-win-
dow Of his wife's sitting room, and
looking down at the bright-clad figure
fitting by on the street below.
Mrs. Searle put down her sewing,
and came over to stand by her hus-
band. She saw his gay smile and nod
and the answering bow of Miss Lat
ting. She bowed, too, but the smile
faded from Bessie's eyes, though she
responded politely enough; as she
slackened her pace before turning the
corner.
MI. Searle turned and took up his
hat, not looking at his wife.
''Do you want to walk down town
with Bessie, Harry? fear you
won't overtake her. She always
walks SO fast going down to her place
OF business in the morning. Hal,
Hally, dearp' A tall boy of 10 came
in from the next room: eyes, mann
ma
"Run, quick, dear, and overtake
Miss Lattlng. Tell her papa is COM
ming
All right" and the lad dashed out
the hall door.
Mr.. SearIe folded his newspaper into
g. very awkward little bunch, and
walked into his bedroom, where he
began walking about in indecision.
Mrs. Searle came to the door:
"Have you lost anything, Harry ?"
she asked.
where is my hat brush ?" asked
Mr.. Searle with sudden inspiration.
There" Mrs. Searle pointed it out
hanging IN its usual pink satin and
macrame pocket.
Mr.. Searle felt himself obliged to
take il down and brush his hat for
two seconds. Mrs. Searle returned to
moment in the doorway, following
her to admired her with g. sort of artistic
pleasure in the gentle face, the dark
hair, the bright morning gown, and
the womanly figure in the low chair,
her lap full OF children's mending.
"You are a dear, Sue," he said,
bending over her to kiss her.
What would you like for dinner?"
asked Mrs. Searle, not returning the
caress.
Whatever you like; good-by."
Mr.. Searle hurried down the steps
and Joined Miss Latting, with a little
feeling OF grievance in his heart. Sue
was SO lnresponsive, so practical.
f'Isn't it q heavenly morning?"' said
Bessie; 81 feel as if I were walking on
air. It is g day for roses and air.
castles"
Pm going o get mamma some roses
with my dollar" said Master Hal.
at is her birthday, you know. Can't
/ walk on down town with you and
get them now, papa?"
ct is too near school time, my
boy. Come down to the office after
school and I'll go around to the office
with YOU. Bring Puss."
"AIl right. Good-by."
'FGood-by."
Mr.. Searle and Miss Latting turned
into Michigan avenue and walked
downward under the shady trees.
"HOW beautiful the lake IS this
morning" said MI. Searle.
isn't it." cried the young girl. 81
wish I could float away omit forever.
Little Hal ran into his mothers sit
ting-room to find his spelling-book.
But she was not there. Her work
basket was overturned on the floor
dUu lWO VI GHO SpOO4S "OAO oe"ASlOO
merrily under the kittens paws. He
tried her bedroom door, but it was
locked. Tontine came down stairs at
the moment with Puss and the baby,
chattering volubly in French to her
charges. For one ofthe unexplalnable
reasons of childhood Hal grew sud-
denly wroth.
81 wish you would stop that lingo"
he cried. "Stop it, | say" stamping
his foot"
''I will not" cried Tontine, with in
hammable temper. "Be still, you
naughty little child"
Mrs. Searle opened her door.
"Hal," she said soberly.
Mamma" cried the young heir,
4send Tontine away and get q new
nurse. Puss ought TO have a govern
ness, anyway. She is nearly nine"
Mrs. Searle stood perfectly quiet for
a moment, and even the baby looking
at her saw strange expression in her